This is a song about "Left bench"

So i grab her by the hands and hold her down to the bench

Fuckin' with my people well that's called the heath ledge

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Bench press while surrounded by a bunch of alligators

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

With the rest who are left

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

He was being a bully so i left

I'm tired of being on the bench wanna be a starter

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Take away what ever's left

Smoking khaled, my weed the best